Nicky Turner Biography

Your eyes sockets are empty
Your lips are cold and white
Your imagination has gone to waste
Your life went in such haste
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Spoken softly
A whisper in my ear
She has something to plan
A friend giggles and gives her a nudge
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why friends call themselves friends, and i know they care
i can't be trusted to hold a heart
i can't be trusted with a friend
why can't i find the courage to stand up to those beating themselves down,
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wet sobby soaking lot of someone else’s lies
I cry for the reason now I sit here and die
Trying to remember the time I was happiest
The tears have clouded over and the thin red blood line dries
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Rivers of molten lava
Fresh hot salty tears

Lay to rest my worries
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